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 Kroll.

Ah, there you see! That shows the infirmity of his judgment in all that concerns men and practical life.

Rebecca.

But after all—since he feels it a necessity to emancipate himself on all sides

Kroll.

Yes, but wait—that is just what I do not believe.

Rebecca.

What do you believe then?

Kroll. I believe that you are at the bottom of it all.

Rebecca.

It is your wife who has put that in your head, Rector Kroll.

Kroll.

No matter who has put it in my head. What is certain is that I feel a strong suspicion—an exceedingly strong suspicion—when I think things over, and piece together all I know of your behaviour ever since you came here.

Rebecca.

[Looks at him.] I seem to recollect a time when you felt an exceedingly strong faith in me, dear Rector. I might almost call it a warm faith.

Kroll.

[In a subdued voice.] Whom could you not bewitch—if you tried?